I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The dark red Xuanfu spurted into the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood trembled slightly, still supportable.

But then thunder fell from the sky immediately.

The sea of ​​blood was smashed and beaten by thunder light, and it rolled continuously.

A lot of blood is evaporated into green smoke.

As the sea of ​​blood rolled, it was torn out, revealing the people inside.

Chen Chaoyan and Hui Tianyu tried their best to look.

The blood shadow old demon was nowhere to be seen. Chen Jiezhi, the head of the Hanshan School, Guo Zi, and two other Chen family veterans were all present, but everyone was wounded.

In addition, there is a girl around ten years old, whom Chen Chaoyan and Hui Tianyu had never seen before.

Chen Jiezhi, Guo Zi and others were safe and sound, let Chen Chaoyan and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

But after Tian Lei tore through the sea of ​​blood, other enemies immediately attacked the people in the sea of ​​blood.

On the ground, a group of Jingyuelou disciples raised their hands in harmony.

For a time, dozens of bright moonlights flew up, criss-crossing and enveloping Chen Jiezhi and others.

The palm of Chen Jiezhi's big wind and cloud set off a storm, and several rounds of moonlight hit it, and it suddenly seemed to hit a wall.

The moonlight flew back, and Chen Chaoyan looked intently. It was clearly a scimitar without a knife handle and shaped like a crescent.

It is the unique weapon that Jingyuelou disciples are good at.

The hurricane blew several crescent knives, but more moonlight struck everyone in the sea of ​​blood.

The blood and water wanted to gather again to protect everyone.

But the dark red Xuanfu Lihuo is like a tarsal maggot, entangled like life.

Fire and water are at a standstill.

Xuanfu couldn't get close to Chen Jiezhi and others from the fire.

But the blood water couldn't gather again under its obstruction.

Chen Jiezhi's face was expressionless, his palms flew out, and the moonlight was knocked into the air.

The disciples of Jingyue Tower, at this time, rode strangely shaped giant horses into the air.

The horses are black with dragon scales, reflecting the faint light, more than twice the size of ordinary horses.

Guo Zi, the head of the Hanshan School, frowned slightly: "That's..."

"It's Lei Longju, I heard that Jingyue Tower has raised a lot." An old Chen family replied.

The Thunder Dragon Horse is like a dragon but not a dragon, or a horse but not a horse. It can move by wind and thunder and fly in the sky.

Those disciples of Jingyue Tower, with the help of Thunder Dragon Horse, are speeding fast in the air.

Each of them held a dangling round shield.

Under the light of the eyes, these round shields reflected light like a round mirror.

The brilliance became a vast expanse of whiteness, affecting the sight of Chen Jiezhi, Guo Zi and others.

Amid the "bang, bang" impact, I saw the crescent scimitars flying upside down, changing directions one after another, and slashing towards the crowd in the sea of ​​blood again.

The scimitar had no handle, and these Jingyuelou disciples had never planned to take the sword.

They skillfully bounced the scimitar back like a reflection of light with the round shield in their hands.

It looks messy, bumpy, but in fact it is well-trained and angled.

A light rebound is a fierce attack.

Dozens of round shields, while rebounding the crescent scimitar, also condense strong light to illuminate the enemy's eyes.

Dozens of crescent knives were flying horizontally in the air, crossing a graceful arc without interfering with each other, and perfectly weaving a net of killing.

Chen Jiezhi's palm was powerful, and the hurricane raged.

The original sturdy and fast palm suddenly became soft and dense at this moment.

In the violent palm wind, it turned out to be like a huge snare, holding a crescent scimitar around it, not giving them a chance to fly back and rebound again.

In an instant, a group of Jingyuelou disciples were disarmed by Chen Jiezhi.

Guo Zi took advantage of the situation and took the initiative to attack, and the Dark Night Terror Sword cut through the night sky like lightning, and instantly pierced a disciple of Jingyue Tower.

The buckler in the opponent's hand was pierced by Guo Zi's long sword!

The man stared at the sword that pierced the shield and pierced his chest.

Other Jingyuelou warriors nearby took the opportunity to catch up.

Multiple round shields form several shield walls, squeezing toward Guo Zi in the middle from all directions.

Guo Zi's sword technique is fast and poisonous.

Jianguang traversed a weird arc and bypassed the shield wall. The target was not aimed at the disciples of Jingyue Tower.

But aimed at the Thunder Dragon Horse under them.

The shield is small, the horse is big.

Even though a group of Jingyuelou disciples were well-trained and protected their horses with a shield in time, Guo Zixiu, who could not stand up to the fifth stage, had a higher level and a stronger swordsmanship.

In the wailing sound, there were a few thunder dragon horses in the sword, blood staining the sky.

These Thunder Dragon horses took their disciples of Jingyue Tower and fell down.

But just as Guo Zi achieved the results, a majestic force suddenly came from the side, extremely powerful!

Guo Zi swung a sword and was facing a round of moonlight.

The other side gave a soft voice.

Observing from the side, you know that Guo Zi's dark night Jinghong sword is amazing.

But at this moment, Guo Zi played the sword in person, beyond the other's expectations.

However, Guo Zi could not contend with the opponent's sword power.

Although the long sword in his hand stopped the Crescent Scimitar, the majestic force shook his body numb, and the long sword almost got off his hands.

Fortunately, Chen Jiezhi fell from the sky with two palms coming out.

The first palm shook the opponent's scimitar.

Then the second palm hits a round shield.

The forces of the two sides collided, and their bodies flew backwards.

Chen Jiezhi quickly took Guo Zi back.

Looking back, he saw a middle-aged man with a scimitar in one hand and a buckler in one hand.

This Jingyuelou elder, Chen Jiezhi usually runs into, and he is not sure about winning one on one.

At this moment, it was even more besieged by many people.

A dark red fire net suddenly lay in the air, directly blocking the retreat of Chen Jiezhi and Guo Zi, blocking them from returning to the sea of ​​blood.

Chen Jiezhi waved his palm, and the hot hurricane tore the net of fire.

Seeing that they could make a way out, the warriors of Jingyue Tower below have already caught up again.

Over the sea of ​​blood, at this time it rained boundlessly.

The rain is smelly and pungent, and it is overcast to dirty.

The buckler in the hands of the Jingyuelou warrior had just been touched, and the light immediately dimmed and became filthy.

The Thunder Dragon Horse under them was splashed with blood and wailed.

The dragon scales on the horse's body have fallen off one after another, the flesh and blood are blurred, and there is a rotten stench.

These Jingyuelou martial artists were blocked by the blood demon ancestors, and Chen Jiezhi and others were able to concentrate on cracking the spells of the Taoist masters of Qingfu Palace.

However, care about this loses the other.

The blood demon ancestor relieved Chen Jiezhi and the others, and the sky thunder fell again, splitting the sea of ​​blood almost in half.

It's really impossible, I can only run away by myself... the old demon cursed in his heart.

He had just given birth to this idea, and suddenly he saw smoke floating in the distance.

On the cloud group, Chen Chaoyan calmly pinched the technique.

On the cover of Yun Luohua, a group of purple lightning flashed.

The purple thunder skyrocketed, and slashed against the blue thundercloud in the sky.

In the clouds, a series of green thunders struck down and collided with the purple thunder in mid-air, causing bursts of lightning and thunder.

While deafening, people can barely open their eyes.

Chen Chaoyan's subordinates kept changing, and his tactics changed again and again.

Yun Luohua covered it, and then a stream gushed out, which surged rapidly in the air and turned into a big river.

The big river is hanging in the air, rushing between the sky and the earth, rushing to the dark red Xuanfu Lihuo, and instantly put it out!